The other day, Jack remarked that he saw “a dog that looked like a cross between a Chihuahua and a brussel sprout.”
It was like a game of 20 Questions. “Was it round?” “Was it green?” “Did it look like a stalk or a single sprout?” “Was it close to the ground?” “Was it fat?” “Did it just remind you of a brussel sprout?”
I was genuinely curious. And I had to be sure he wasn’t suffering from a stroke.
“Noooooo...” He was truly puzzled by my questions.
I kept firing away. "Jack, how in the world can a dog remind you of a brussel sprout?"
Finally, blessedly, a light bulb went off in my head. With all the enthusiasm of a contestant hitting the jackpot on Jeopardy, I screamed, “A JACK RUSSELL TERRIER!” and he screamed, “YESSSSS THAT’S TOTALLY WHAT I MEANT!!” and I thought, “Wow, I really need to feed these kids a vegetable other than broccoli.”